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"Honk honk!"
"Farmer's market nearby? Really?"
Mo nods from his place in the kitchen, rocking back and forth on his feet and awaiting an answer. He already had a bundle in his hands, and was definitely planning on buying a lot. Which meant a lot of time out around a bunch of people begging Ze to buy stuff like... awkward potions and... multicolored shulker boxes. (Who even uses those??)
Ze sucks her teeth and averts her eyes as she tries to come up with a believeable excuse. "Well, I'd love to go, but, uh..."
"...'Fonte asked me to... mend one of her cauldrons! Yeah. One of them broke recently and, y'know, she can't bring her arms down to fix it herself. So I have to." ...Which definitely wasn't unbelievable. Not the best excuse, but. Whatever.
Mo shrugs and honks again, completely fine with going alone. Maybe he'd even meet some more people. Mo honks his farewell and exits. Ze waves until Mo's completely out the door, then sighs. She sinks a little deeper into the couch. Normally she'd be fine with spending extra time with her friends, but a (probably scammy) 'farmer's market' sounded like a genuine nightmare right now. She wasn't in the mood for an event like that. Too many people, too loud... just being out in the sun sounded terrible.
Speaking of loud, there goes Regect's fatass running down the stairs (and nearly tripping and falling on her ass). "Mo! Ze! I found a movie for us to..." They pause at the bottom of the staircase after noticing the lack of a body in the house. "Where's Mo?"
Ze gestures to the front door. "He just left. Went to a farmer's market... somewhere." Where even was he going... should she have went anyway to supervise or something?
"Oh. Well... I don't think Mo would mind if we watched a movie without him. Scoot over." Ze didn't even get a second before Regect was flopping down next to her and spreading out, intentionally taking up most of the couch's space.
"Agh– you dick!" Ze huffs and attempts to shove regect off, but for some reason that fucker felt like they weighted 1000 pounds. She gives up fairly quickly. She genuinely couldn't be bothered, only because Regect was warm.
The TV flickers to life after a few frantic clicks of the remote, and... unfortunately, Ze's body had given in to the warmth. She slumps against Regect's visible side and doesn't protest as an arm slings across her shoulders.
"So... what movie are you trying to put on?" Ze's voice lowers, partially distracted by trying to find a comfortable resting spot for her head.
"I don't know, but it was something leaked online. I downloaded it. It looks interesting, I think."
Ze scoffs. "What do you mean, 'I think'? How do you not know what you're about to put on?"
"Just trust me, Ze, it's gonna be good! You have to branch out your taste sometimes!"
Ze glares at them. "I'm not worried about it being bad, I'm worried about you downloading some virus and fucking up our TV!"
"It's not a virus, obviously, or it wouldn't have even downloaded! I know what I'm doing!"
"You dumbass, that's not how it even works," Ze mutters, but doesn't continue it on. "If the TV stops working after this, it's a thousand percent your fault."
Regect rolls her eye and shrugs. "Whatever, man. Trust me, it's gonna work and the TV will be fine."
And, somehow, it did. The intro of the movie started to play, and Ze frowned as Regect shook her shoulders lightly.
"Fuckin told you, man. Uh, heads up, I think the entire thing is in Brazilian. Or. Portuguese. Whatever language it is, I don't know... it's not in English. There's captions, though."
"Dude, I don't care. I'm probably gonna pass out soon, anyway."
Barely 20 minutes passed before both of them were bored. Regect had lied down completely on the couch a bit ago, and Ze was lying on top of her with her head resting on the entity's chest. They were both watching intently, but not with interest.
"...This movie sucks, actually. Everything is so boring." Ze tilts her head back, trying to catch Regect's eye. "Like. I don't understand. Why do they feel bad if the guy's been fucking with them the entire time? And he literally caused all of this shit to happen!"
Regect glances down at her, shrugging. "Ze, I–... I don't even know. Apparently you have to watch the other stuff to get the context, but I seriously do not wanna do that."
"Probably not worth it anyway."
"Definitely not worth it."
Ze sighs and drops her head back down, watching the next scene with furrowed eyebrows. It was a guy walking on multicolored shapes and going up them like stairs. Whatever.
She turns her head and buries it into Regect's chest, planning to get comfortable and take a nap. She was on the invisible part of the entity's body, and yet she could still feel that plushness under her cheek. Somehow.
Her brows furrow as a question pops into her mind.
'How...?'
Her lips part as she really thinks about her next sentence before turning her head again. "Regect? Can I ask something, and you can't get mad because it's a real, genuine question."
Regect's eye narrows. "...What?"
"...now that I think about it, why do you even have boobs?"
A pause.
"What?"
Ze sits up, her arms bracketing the other's head. "No, like, seriously. You don't need them. You literally don't have any organs." Her eyes drop down for a split second.
Regect shifts uncomfortably, averting her eye. She scoffs. "I didn't ask for them, obviously. I'm pretty sure you can't just ask someone why they have tits, Ze."
Ze hums. She's only seen regect genuinely embarrassed a handful of times, so it was odd (and interesting) to see this behavior now. Normally theyd just insult her and push her off, but now... "I-it's not a bad thing or anything. I was just– curious. And, y'know, since the movie sucks, I was spending my time thinking about literally anything else."
"...Right. And the thing you happened to think about were my tits."
"...Yeah." If Ze was any sleepier, she would've thought Regect was blushing. Crazy.
She lies back down and gets comfortable again, only for another thought to pop up and start nagging at the back her mind.
What else does she have?
The movie droned on in the background, but now Ze really couldn't focus on it. Was Regect hiding anything else from her? Would they mind if she tried to investigate? Mo wouldn't be back in minimum two hours. That stupid pirate and Wakafonte were out on another anniversary date, which was also going to be a minimum of three hours.
They did have a lot of time alone.
It seems like Regect realizes this at the exact same time. Their tail was thumping lightly on the couch and they were definitely not actually processing the scene playing.
With it being clear that both of them did not wanna pay any more attention to the TV, Ze sits up completely and places her hands on Regect's shoulders.
"I know you don't wanna watch this anymore," Ze starts. She's already leaning in. Regect turns her head (?) away. They're probably more embarrassed than anything.
"Ze..."
"Look, you can't blame me for being curious! You don't talk about this stuff, and, y'know... sometimes I-I wanna see what's going on!" She adjusts herself, sitting more firmly on Regect's hips. She chews on her bottom lip for a moment, still forming the right words in her mind. "Just let me... look around a bit. Obviously I'm not gonna do anything you don't want me to do. And I'll stop the absolute minute– second you feel weird about... all this. Promise."
Ze sits patiently, watching the different emotions Regect seems to speed through in 10 seconds. "Ugh... fine, fine! Just– you can't be weirded out or anything! Alright?? Keep all of those comments to yourself!"
'Weirded out'? Why in the hell would I be weirded out...'
"Uh, sure, I guess. Now come here, let me kiss you." She scoots closer to Regect's face and leans down, waiting for the entity to summon their mouth.
Regect rolls their eye again and pulls ze down by her cheeks, intentionally trying to catch her off guard. they summon their mouth at the same time and don't hesitste in shoving their tongue into her mouth. Ze grunts and readjusts herself above Regect, struggling to focus on getting comfortable and reciprocating at the same time. It wasn't any help that their stupid tongue was so long. It's like Ze has to actively avoid choking on it whenever they kiss like this.
Ze tilts her head to deepen the kiss while one hand finds its way to regect's visible hip. She squeezes, relishing in how soft they were Regect pulls back first, golden tongue peeking out of a barely visible mouth.
Regect sucks in a breath and looks away, sounding embarassed. "What do you even wanna see so badly?"
"Whatever you're willing to let me see," ze responds with a shrug. She thumbs at the hem of her hoodie, wondering if she should take it off. (It was a little hot.) "Or do. I kinda just... wanna make you feel... good. If that makes sense."
Regect nods. Ze nods too. Another small beat of awkward silence.
Ze groans in frustration. She rubs at her forehead, internally annoyed at herself for not just doing. "Just– just open your legs, man. There literally cant be anything embarrassing down there. I have seen it all."
"Oh– oh, have you now, Ze. Ms. 'I'm so experienced, look at me, I'm a pro at having sex'. Yeah, right. Like anyone wants to bone you in real life."
"Shut– shut up! Do you wanna do this or not?!"
"Of course I do!"
Ze crosses her arms over her chest and glares. "It kinda seems like– like someone is stalling. You're scared, aren't you? I already told you I'm not gonna do anything you dont want. If you wanna stop, just say it!"
"I don't wanna stop. Just– go!"
"Okay, okay!" ze huffs and scoots down, sitting between Regect's legs and placing a hand on her visible thigh. She doesn't comment on the small flinch under her palm. Instead, she busies herself with inspecting what she can see.
It's literally almost completely smooth just like the rest of the entity's body. The only thing that suggest there might be anything down there is a long, thin, vertical slit that starts right below where a navel might've been.
"What, do I have to..." she leans her head closer and gently prods at it with a finger. Regect breathes out shakily.
"Give me a second, okay? And like I said, you can't say anything about it!"
"Kay, but just so you know, I have definitely seen a pussy before. Is it because you have a dick or something?"
See, Ze would've been fine if it was just a regular dick. Okay, cool, whatever.
However. This was not a regular dick. Nothing would've prepared her for the small, golden, pointed tip starting to slither its way out of the slit.
The small tip squirmed its way out until it was no longer small, but instead an entire fucking tentacle. It was roughly the same height as a regular dick and had a really, really thick base. Now. One tentacle is weird as hell by itself. The fact another one followed shortly after is what kept Ze stunned. Stunned long enough for Regect to sit up.
"Ohmyfuckinggod I told you it was weird," she groans, clearly embarrassed. It was obvious she was ready to bolt (and maybe put that flying to use for once). "Move, let me get up–"
"No! No no no, lie your ass back down. Stay still. Let me stare for a bit longer, Regect, please. It is weird but, like, in a... cool... way. Let me look."
Ze's pleading is enough to make regect lie back down, but slowly, like theyre expecting Ze to point and laugh at any moment.
"...Whoever designed you was some horny asshole, honestly," Ze mumbles, eyeing the tentacles with a mix of intrigue and desire. She pokes a fingertip at one and has to bite back a grin at the little jerk it does and the shiver it prompts from Regect.
"Don't sit there and tease me, Ze," she grumbles. "Almost gave me a heart attack. Dick."
"Yeah, sorry, whatever," Ze replies distractedly. She was a lot more interested than she thought she wouldve been. How was she gonna handle this?
She slowly closes a hand around the base of one, almost gasping at the texture. it was extremely smooth and wet. So wet. She almost couldn't get a good grip. She gives it a tentative squeeze and jumps at the soft groan she hears in response. She genuinely forgot it was connected to somebody for a moment.
"That's... good, right?" She asks, dragging her hand upwards.
"Yea–ah," regect sighs, trying to keep her composure.
"Good... good," she murmurs to no one, then slides her hand down again. Ok, the slick gathering on her palm was insane; it was so much. And the stupid things wouldn't stop wiggling around. The second one almost touched her face a couple of times!
She repeats the motion a couple of times, satisfied with the sounds regect was making.
"I dont think you'd mind if I..." she trails off and instead ducks down completely, closing her lips around the tip of other tentacle. Regect jerks and gasps hard, her eye flying open.
"Ze– ze, oh fuck," she hisses, grabbing onto Ze's hair and holding tightly. Ze hums around her, and it makes the entity's grip tighten.
That slight pain from her scalp sent pleasant sparks along her spine, encouraging her to go down farther. She set a slow but steady pace, one hand moving up and down while her head moved opposite. It was simple but effective, and she could tell based on the squirming Regect kept doing. They were sensitive as hell, and all of their whining only made Ze want more.
She finally pulls back her head and hand completely, earning a loud noise of protest from the entity. "Ze, c'm-on...! That felt good!"
"Oh, shut up. We arent done." she says, her voice certain. She pulls at the waistband of her joggers and tugs them down, revealing her toned thighs. Regect immediately started staring and made no move to hide it, which was both embarrassing and flattering.
Ze kicks the joggers off and pauses, only in boxers and a hoodie now. "Stop... doing that. The staring."
"What, you can stare at me but I can't? Uh, unfair much? Keep getting naked." The sharp smack of a tail against her thigh practically rings throughout the living room, catching Ze off guard. She yelps and goes back to undressing, this time targeting her hoodie.
"Okay, okay! Don't do that– I'm getting on with it!"
The familiar resounding crash of her hoodie hitting the floor makes Regect tense up again. "Still dont know why you keep all that shit in there..."
"Uh, because i want to. Duh." Now that she was just in a sports bra and boxers, she felt a bit less confident. Not that she wanted to stop, per se, but... nerves.
She takes a breath and goes for the boxers quickly, tossing them to the side, too. She ignores the little shiver she gets when she feels Regect's eye on her and tugs off the sports bra with one arm.
Now they were both bare.
Ze sits above Regect with her face flushed but expression firm. "Look... even. So you can't be embarrassed."
She doesn't get a response from regect, who was entirely too busy with drinking up the sight of her body. ['Good amount of muscle everywhere, clear skin, nice chest...']
It was appealing at first, the ogling, but now she just felt hot and pent up. (A taste of her own medicine.)
She gets back into her earlier position of sitting on Regect's hips, her eyes drifting back down to the two wriggling tentacles. She grinds herself against one of them, both to get a feel for it and to jerk her girlfriend back into reality.
"Oh– shiiit," they hiss, hands flying up to Ze's hips. Their claws scratch lightly at the skin, like they were resisting the urge to dig them in completely.
"You're entirely too sensitive," ze notes, repeating the motion casually. "I-I'm not even, like... doing anything crazy." But it did feel really good. That's all she bothered to do for a couple of moments, biting back a smile when she could see just how affected Regect's body was: chest heaving, hands digging into her skin, the tentacles themselves chasing the warmth of her own body with each slow pull.
"Do you think you could even handle being inside me?" Ze stops moving, which makes Regect protest again. "Shut up and actually answer me, dingus."
"Damn it, Ze, I'm not that much of a pussy! Just let me fuck you," they practically beg, voice coming out pathetically shaky. "Please, please."
Holy shit. That tone of their voice was new. She hasn't heard regect sound like that. Ever. It catches her off guard, making her pause and blink. "Okay, yeah... yeah." Ze nods, almost to herself. She shakes her head slightly to refocus on the task at hand: fitting one of those things inside her. She grabs the base of the closest wriggling appendage and attempts to keep it still enough to sink down on. It takes a few attempts (and a lot of muttered cursing) before shes able to lower herself without fear of it slipping out.
Her face screws up in concentration as she works her way down, her thighs flexing with the slow descent. She was flushed in the face, clearly using all her attention at getting down to the base. She was so focused, she managed to miss how intently the other was staring.
Regect was watching every small shift in Ze's expression. Every little twitch, puff of air, or bite of the lip did not go unnoticed. Their claws dug in a little deeper the further ze made it. God, they could feel ze fluttering around them...!
They tilt their head back onto the arm rest and squeeze their eye shut, focusing intently on not shoving their hips up and ruining the moment.
Ze finally manages to get to the base with a wet *squelch*. In any other situation she would've laughed at the noise, but all it did was (weirdly) turn her on even more.
Her heart was pounding. The connection itself was electrifying and yet... not enough.
She looks over the entity, noting their body language and how tense they seemed to be. Ze finally manages a sentence, voice a lot smaller than normal and throat dry. "Are... are you okay?"
Regect nods anyway, though, forcing their words out. "Y-yep, fine, just fine. Promise."
There wasnt much Ze could say. She was practically losing coherence just from one of these stupid things inside of her. It felt like it was trying to find... something. Weird as hell.
She hesitantly rocks herself forward like something's gonna explode if she moves too fast. Nothing, except a choked groan from Regect and a sharp shock of pleasure down her spine.
"Geez were you– were you always this sensitive?" She leans forward and braces herself on their shoulders, attempting to create a steady pace. Her lips parted for a breath as she kept going, feeling the other tentacle rub against her clit. the constant grinding was definitely setting off certain receptors, and she ducks her head to hide the squeaks threatening to spill out of her throat.
Regect was squirming a lot, like they were... physically unable to take ze's slow pace but also couldn't handle any more. "Ze... c-can't you do a little more??"
"Haah... for... for someone who's probably never done this before, you sure are... desperate to speed things up." Ze laughs, the sound breathy and distant. She couldn't think hard enough to come up with something actually funny (but ze being funny was rare anyway). Her eyes were slowly but surely glazing over with every soft bounce.
"Ze, I– Ugh," Regect grunts. "Y-you can't– keep going so slow–"
"Be patient, I j-just started!"
"I-if you don't speed up then, uh... then I'm just gonna take over."
"Fine!" Ze attempts to glare down at the entity, her expression mimicking something close to fiery determination. Keeping their eyes locked, she raises her hips a bit higher and drives them down without a second thought.
Regect's chest stutters as all the air leaves her at once, and Ze can't hold back any more noise.
"Ffuck!" She sags forward, arms shaking as she tries to get her bearings. She was unprepared for how good that would actually feel, and now shes messed up over it. Great. And she was supposed to be the one in control.
"God... damn you," another slow rise... "You ffuckin idiot." another ram down. "Youre sso lucky rushing me didn't make me wanna stop." They both knew that was a bold faced lie; Ze wouldn't have stopped for anything right now.
She was practically moving on autopilot now, head tilted back slightly and eyes barely open (not that they were focused on anything, anyway). Each movement earned a loud pant from her, and only on particularly good drops did they earn an actual moan.
The duo's noises were abundant and Loud. Ze was breathing so hard she could've been mistaken for a sprinter and Regect seemed incapable of doing anything but chanting ze's name.
"Ze..."
'A little more... just a bit more....'
"...Ze."
'God, already close–'
"Ze!"
Ze stops, her clouded gaze dropping down. "What, what!"
"I wanna switch... let me be on top."
The dull pressure of claws in her skin didn't give her much room to protest.
"Fine. Y-yeah, okay," ze mutters. She awkwardly lifts herself off of regect's lap ("just–... yeah, take you time like you always do"-"shut *up*") and sits back on the couch, letting the entity clamber over her.
"Ugh, Ze... y' don't even know how good you feel around me." Regect buries their [invisible] face into Ze's neck and wastes no time in marking it up, biting and sucking and making obvious hickeys in the most obvious places ever. If ze was her normal self she would've pushed them away, but now she just links her arms around regect's shoulders and tugs her closer.
"Think I can guess," she mumbles, turning her head and giving the entity more blank skin.
Regect pulls back and licks over most of the bites in one go while her hands grab at the backs of Ze's thighs. Roughly. It makes Ze jerk, definitely surprised but nowhere near hating it. Attempting to protest doesnt even cross her mind... until her legs are almost forcibly pulled apart, and on instinct she tries to close them.
Her eyes snap back up, completely pink with embarassment. There's no way they were that desperate, right? "Hey, hey! Regect–"
Regect's response was low and strained, teasing the edge of an actual growl. "Yeah, sorry, I know, I know. Just– shut up, let me–" she cuts herself off with a harsh sigh, pressing their hips together insistently.
Regect keeps Ze still as they rock against her entrance lightly, then shift minutely to rub against her clit again. Ze shudders and doesn't complain, digging her nails into Regect's forearms. [She could be patient. Unlike someone.]
Everything was fine until Regect stopped and pressed forward fully.
With both tentacles.
It was an immediate difference in feeling compared to just one. Regect barely had both of the tips in, and she already knew she was doomed. Both of them together were going to be thick and Ze wasn't sure if she could take it.
The slow stretch was a lot more than Ze expected, and she expected a lot. She digs her nails in harder into regect (which earns an exaggerated noise of pain) and starts to shake her head. "There– there is no way you seriously think I can take that. You must be out of your mind."
"Zee..." regect whines and buries their head into ze's neck again. "Please please please please please Please, dude. I just‐ I wanna try, man, please. I'll stop if it hurts, or‐ or if you want me to fuck off or something. I'll be careful, I'll be so careful, Ze, I promise.
Ze glares at them. Her brows furrow, really thinking over her options. She could tell them to stop but then she'll miss out on tentacle dick sex. She could make them use only one but obviously regect will complain like some sort of puppy.
Her curiosity and desire wins out over her common sense. She stops glaring and blows some air in defeat.
"...Fine."
"Yes!"
"-But the absolute second I tell you to stop, you have to stop. Don't care how bad you want it."
"Okay, okay. I was gonna do that anyway. Now hold on."
"...god youre such a fucking nerd."
Regect doesn't give a response, probably too focused on literally everything else.. the tentacles prod at ze's entrance again before both tips enter her carefully.
It felt more like a regular dick based off thickness alone at first, but as regect kept going, that small sense of familiarity was diminished Quickly.
Only halfway through, and it felt like Ze was seriously gonna tap out. Those shits were long as hell and Thick as hell. Her legs were trembling lightly in regects hands, and her chest was rising and falling quickly. She wasnt going to quit, but damn did she need a quick break.
Ze swallows hard and whines, reluctantly letting go of regect's arms just to hide her face with her forearms. "...Regect..."
The entity pauses, taking in Ze's state with concern. "Do you, uh. Need a moment?"
Ze nods furiously. The pause didn't seem to deter regect at all, since their response was to gently push one of ze's arms away and kiss her.
Ze outright moans at the feeling of the other's tongue in her mouth. Oh, she was definitely far gone.
When they separate, ze was a bit more composed. Marginally, but still. She drops her arms back down, her nails digging into the couch once more. Hopefully it doesnt tear. Regect hums, as if to ask 'you good?'
Ze nods. "Keep going."
It takes a handful of minutes before regect's fully inside. regect adjusts themself above ze and groans, grabbing onto Ze's hips. "Ugh, shit. Y-you are... Tight."
"Think that's just... you and your stupid dicks."
"Oh my god shut up."
Ze chuckles, but her breath catches as regect bucks forward. she almost, almost lets out a loud yelp, but manages to slap a hand over her mouth in time.
"Calm down, 'I-I just started'," regect teases, mimicking Ze's voice as she drags her hips back teasingly slow.
"Oh, you are *such* a–" they buck forward again Hard, which makes Ze actually cry out this time.
"You f-fucking ass!" God, she would be *so pissed if it didn't feel this *amazing. She struggles to catch her breath, looking both mad and flustered and completely dazed all at once.
Regect, the fucker, only grins lopsidedly and repeats the motion again and again and *again* until Ze is a quivering mess.
Her right hand attempts to cover her mouth again to try and stay quiet, but it's genuinely more for decoration at this point. It isnt stopping Anything. The left was too busy clenching the couch to be of any use.
Regect was barely any better, the sensitive fuck. They *loved* to act all high and mighty, but they could barely take it all either. "You sound– sssoo good," they mumble, almost a whine as their hips moved on their own. Each breath and pant could be categorized as moans of their own.
Each slap of hips against hips felt like it echoed throughout the house, which was embarrassing as hell. Well, only to Ze. She very clearly couldn't voice that, though.
She cant do much but lie there and take it. She tips her head back, eyes screwed shut as she tries to focus on anything Except* cumming too early. Which was hard, considering the hold Regect had on her hips and the fact they were dragging her back with every thrust with strength she definitely hadn't taken note of (or vared about) in the past.
Regect weakly chokes out a "god," their hips still moving like their life depended on it. They probably couldn't stop if they wanted to. "Ze, I, ah, I-I'm close," they rasp. Ze opens her eyes again halfway, peering up at them.
"Ah... already?" she cant help but tease, knowing full well she wasnt gonna last that much longer either.
"Yes, already, I-i cant help it," they hiss back, sounding a lot more annoyed than ze was expecting. That makes her raise an eyebrow. Any semblance of a response dissolves on her tongue at the feeling of Regect fully grabbing onto her hips and lifting them. She instictually wraps her legs around the other's sides.
She gets all of 2 seconds to take in the position change before shes being pounded into without any semblance of mercy. It's like her mind goes completely blank, taken over by the abrupt onslaught of intense pleasure flowing through her body.
She cries out without care this time, throwing her head back as her composure crumbles in mere seconds. Her eyes flutter shut while her hands scramble at the cushion near her head, needing to hold onto something to not lose herself Completely. She cant even vocalize anything correctly, her moans all just half formed curses and gasps.
Regect herself was not any better. Her thrusts were filled with urgency, bordering frantic, to give as much as she can before she came. They were breathing hard, harsh pants punctuating each snap of her hips.
"Ze– Ze, I'm–" they lean forward slightly, their voice pitching up as they continue. "Gonna come‐!"
Ze tightens her legs around Regect's sides in response, definitely too far gone to mutter anything close to coherent. She can feel herself tipping over too, a familiar hot feeling spreading throughout her body. Her back arches (as much as it can in this position) and she spasms, a low cry tearing its way out of her throat.
Regect drives their hips forward once, twice more before both tentacles pulse and paint their girlfriend's insides without a moment's hesitation. She immediately drapes herself over Ze, body quaking from overwhelm. All she does is babble into Ze's skin, voice too quiet to make out anything worth listening to.
They stay connected like that, all sweaty, overheated... definitely uncomfortable. Neither of them could bring theirself to pull away, though. It was... nice, being stuck together after that.
Regect initiates the separation first, surprisingly. They place Ze back down and very gently pull out of her. The process was full of weak noises of complaint, but it happened anyway.
Now that Regect could get a good look at her, they could really see just how disheveled Ze was.
Her hair was more messy than usual, for one. She had splotches of pink littered everywhere and dark purple trailing from her neck to her collarbone. There were visible scratch marks on her hips and thighs as well.
Despite it all, though, Ze looked relaxed, like none of the pain has registered yet, while also very drained. It was cute.
Regect lies back down and tugs Ze with her, curling up around her body protectively. Ze surprisingly doesn't try to fight it, cuddling into Regect's torso and passing out promptly 5 minutes later. Regect follows, sleeping soundly around her body. (Who cares about clean-up? Not these two.)
--
Mo strolls into the house happily, holding two entire bundles filled to the very top. He's about to honk loudly and alert the others of his presence.. until he takes in the mere silence throughout the house. That was rare.
He walks to the kitchen and places his bundles inside of a chest for later, then makes his way to the stairs, past the couch where Regect and Ze were asleep together.
Pause.
Did he... see that right?
He backtracks, brows furrowed. *No way.*
He looks at the couch again and brightens up. He *did* see that right! He hops over, just to get a better look (and to tease them about it later)! He steps over Ze's pants, then her hoodie. Aw, they look so cute laying together like this.
Mo freezes.
Pants. And hoodie.
On the floor.
He immediately turns and bolts towards the stairs.